Rick: What about Erica's
window? I saw the rock. Was that an accident, too?

Amber: No. No, it
wasn't. Rick, there's something that you should know.

Rick: I want to know what
you were doing there. I want to understand what is going on with you.

Amber: Look -- look, I
know -- I know that you're angry and that you're disappointed. And I know how
this must look. But I found out something very important last night.

Rick: Look, if you're
going to blame this on Erica --

Amber: I'm not.

Rick: Because she had
nothing to do with this.

Amber: I know. She was
with you. It's the apartment complex. That's the place Lance took me the night
of the party.

Rick: So your boyfriend
and Erica lived in the same complex?

Amber: He wasn't my
boyfriend. I told you, somebody set me up.

Rick: Look, amber, I
didn't come here to talk about this, okay? I am worried about you. I think you
need help.

Amber: I need you to
listen to me. There is something strange going on over there. There is. I
mean, think about it. Everything bad that's happened to me happened to me there
-- there in that apartment complex. It's not just a coincidence.

Rick: No, Amber, it's
not. You got arrested because you went over to Erica's and vandalized her
apartment.

Amber: I know it wasn't
Erica. But she is involved somehow. I know it. Because all the pieces, they
are all starting to fit together now. Because there's Lance, there's Erica,
there's the apartment complex. I mean, everything that has happened to me --
it's her, Rick! It's her! It's her! I mean, Erica hired Lance, and then she
murdered him because -- she must have, because she's evil!

Rick: All right, stop it,
Amber. Just stop!

Amber: No, no, no. They
must have been friends, because they lived in the same apartment complex and
they must have knew each other --

Rick: Guard, let me
out!

Amber: Wait! Where are
you going?

Rick: I told you, I'm not
gonna listen to this, Amber. My god, what has happened to you?

Amber: Wait! Rick!
Rick, don't go! Don't go! I just need -- five more minutes! Five more
minutes, I just need to tell you -- I just -- please, just come back. Please,
just for five more minutes, please! Please, Rick. I need you. I need you. I
need to talk to you and tell you, please.

Erica:
You know what? You were pretty grumpy before. But I think you're better now,
right? You feel better? Good. So do I. I was kind of sad about my mom
leaving town. But you know what? I'm gonna move on. This family is my
future. My mother is my past. Let's see what else we can find in here. Who's
that? That's you! Look, you're in the photo album! Who else do we have in
here? Your daddy? What? No. It can't be. My god, what is she doing in there?